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1.Chapter 1 Fake Brand

Yan Xixi and Xu Xiaoya took a taxi to attend the wedding of their college classmate Zhou Xiaoxuan.

A conversation between the host and a frustrated male listener came from the car radio.

Male audience member: "My girlfriend thinks I'm poor and wants to break up with me. What should I do?"

Host: "Then are you poor or not?"

Male audience member: "I think I earn pretty well."

Host: "How much is your monthly salary?"

Male audience member: "1,800 yuan."

Host: "With your salary, do you have a part-time job?"

Male audience member: "No."

Host: "What are your spare time activities after get off work?"

Male listener: "In my spare time, I like to hike, bask in the sun in the park, and stop and wait for my soul in the slow time..."

Host: "In your case, don't wait for your soul. Do you know what your usual activities are? You go to the largest shopping mall in the city, and you go there after get off work to get more contact with the business community. Do you know? Pay attention to the prices of various products..."

Xu Xiaoya laughed loudly: "This host has bad views, but I like it."

Yan Xixin couldn't help but look at her handbag.

At that time, the taxi had stopped in front of the most luxurious hotel in the city. She and Xu Xiaoya felt that the taxi was broken as soon as they got off.

"Wow, is this a luxury car show? Maserati, Bentley, Ferrari... Take a closer look at the car that just stopped. Is it the legendary Aston Martin OEN-77?"

A tall man got out of the car, and many people rushed up to say hello to him.

"Who is this? So majestic?"

Yan Xixi walked quickly and followed Xu Xiaoya towards the lobby with the crowd of guests.

The students were sitting at a table at the far end, and there happened to be two empty seats. Standing next to them was the bride Zhou Xiaoxuan.

She was greeting everyone enthusiastically: "There are many guests today, so I don't greet you well. Old classmates, please be considerate. Let's eat and drink well. It is also a small class reunion."

"You're welcome, congratulations on marrying into a wealthy family."

"If you marry so well, don't forget to support your old classmates. By the way, introduce me to a rich man..."

"Just take a look, there are many diamonds and celebrities who came today, they are all my husband's good buddies. By the way, even Mr. Wang is here..."

"Oh my god? Mr. Wang is here too? Your husband is so proud..."

Zhou Xiaoxuan said proudly: "Just tell me who you like and I will introduce you to them."

"real?"

"certainly."

"Look, Yan Xixi and Xu Xiaoya are here..."

Everyone immediately started shouting: "The two beauties came so late, they will be fined three drinks."

Xu Xiaoya smiled and said: "Xiaoxuan, congratulations."

Yan Xixi also said: "Congratulations."

Zhou Xiaoxuan's eyes glanced at Yan Xixi: "Please sit down quickly. My old classmates are here to give me face. By the way, Xixi, Huang Xiaojue didn't come with you?"

Yan Xixin's expression remained unchanged: "He is busy with work and has no time."

Zhou Xiaoxuan smiled faintly, and casually smoothed her hair, "So busy that you don't have time during the National Day holiday?"

Xu Xiaoya had sharp eyes and immediately grabbed her wrist: "Xiaoxuan, what kind of watch is this? It's so beautiful."

It was a dreamy blue watch with white gold inlays. The dial background was dark blue enamel mother-of-pearl, with a small bridge and white railings. There was a boy and a girl on the bridge. The boy showed the minutes and the girl showed the hours.

"Oh my God, isn't this the legendary Van Cleef & Arpels Lovers' Bridge? It is said that at midnight, a girl will lightly jump into the boy's arms, kiss and then quickly separate? Isn't it?"

"Xiaoxuan, you are really a rich man. You are no longer from the same world as us."

Zhou Xiaoxuan smiled sweetly: "In addition to rich people, there are two types of people in the world: one is frugal and buys luxury goods to show off, and the other is frugal and cannot afford luxury goods."

Yan Xixi remained silent the whole time, but after hearing these words, her face turned red as blood and she felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Xu Xiaoya heard the thorn in these words and glanced at Yan Xixi.

Everyone fell silent, all eyes falling on Yan Xixi's bag.

Zhou Xiaoxuan smiled: "Okay, classmates, I have to go greet other guests. Let's eat and drink well. We will brag again when the afternoon is free."

"You go about your business and don't worry about us."

The two bridesmaids accompanied her and turned around, leaving behind a graceful back. The uniquely cut wedding dress revealed a skin that was as beautiful as snow, and a Y-shaped pure white diamond necklace was in the middle of the back.

"Look, zip's necklace was worn by a famous Hollywood female star."

"How much?"

"That watch costs 700,000 to 800,000 yuan. How much do you think this necklace costs? And the blue wedding ring she is wearing, have you seen it? Pink diamonds are rare in China, and blue diamonds are more valuable. That's right.

Wear it tens of millions."

"Wow, I heard that Zhou Xiaoxuan's husband is worth hundreds of millions. No wonder she can afford such nice things..."

"It's true that a good job is not as good as a good marriage. We can't afford it even if we work hard all our lives."

A boy said: "Beauties, don't just look at a man's money, you also have to look at his character. If your character is not good, you will never live a good life..."

"Besides, who says that the character of a rich man must be inferior to that of a loser? Besides, without a full wallet, how can there be peace of mind? Many people have put the cart before the horse."

"According to you, we losers don't have to marry wives?"

"Beautiful women would rather be the backup for the tall, handsome and rich than accept the behavior of losers. This genetically guarantees the progress of mankind."

"Ha, I also have eight million in my hand..." A boy held up his mobile phone and shook it, "Damn, it's just a pity that it's just pixels."

Everyone laughed.

Yan Xixi couldn't sit down any longer, so she got up and went to the bathroom.

She stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and when she came out, she fixed her hair in the mirror.

Suddenly, I saw a pair of wolf-like eyes in the sanitary mirror.

That was a tall man, the owner of the Aston Martin.

Those eyes fell on the half of her face that had just been covered by her long hair. She was startled for a moment. Then, unscrupulously, she looked down, and a strange smile appeared on her face.

Yan Xiexi subconsciously covered it up, but how could she have time? That was her handbag today, a high imitation Louis Vuitton bought from Taobao for a few hundred yuan. This man saw her vanity completely at a glance.

Under the man's unabashed mocking gaze, she ran away in embarrassment.


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